Heart shells

I used to keep this shell tight.

From the touch of love I fear

Every wall I make a guardian of myself

Hope holy until the time later

I don’t know what kind of record I avoided?

And which dreams do I hate?

I’m just not strong enough to dream

Being a life in the pulse

Why did he come in quiet?

If you just put a fairy wound

This shell is now becoming weary

Seeing a dream that has gone a long way


Susneti Martiani (0800045)

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